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Chapter 208 Injury
Chen Ming saw that Jiang Wushuang's face was flushed with embarrassment and anxiety, and then she fainted.

He silently pulled the blanket over her chest, leaving only the wound below her shoulder exposed.

On that fair and delicate skin, there was a shocking wound.

Chen Ming felt a pang of pity. A faint golden aura emanated from the wound, as if it were sentient, biting into the flesh inside and pulling at the wound, causing it to bleed continuously.

This was deliberately left behind by the enemy.

With this person's strength, this one sword strike would have been enough to kill Jiang Wushuang on the spot. But the opponent deliberately spared her life, leaving her wounded but not dead. If the time dragged on, she would become a cripple.

So vicious!
The person who did this must have been wary of the Eight Righteous Men and didn't want to kill anyone, which is why they resorted to such methods.

This kind of injury is quite troublesome.

The person who made the move must be at least a second-rank expert, whose Qi essence quality is far superior to his own. He cannot expel this Qi essence on his own; he would need to find at least a first-rank expert.

All Chen Ming could do was take out the wound medicine he carried with him, sprinkle it on her wound to disinfect and stop the bleeding, and then bandage it to prevent infection.

Then I sat aside and waited for her to wake up on her own.

He neither called Xiaohe in nor asked her to go find Jiang Wushuang's maid.

When Jiang Wushuang was seriously injured, she didn't go to her personal maid, but instead came to him. There must have been a reason for that.

On the other hand, she probably didn't want Xiaohe to know that she was a girl.

For women, reputation is still very important.

……

Before I knew it, it was dawn.

Jiang Wushuang, who was lying on the bed, moved her eyes and woke up. She seemed to remember something, and suddenly touched her neck. She felt a silver ornament and then breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately, thinking of what happened last night, her face flushed red, her cheeks burning as if on fire.

She touched herself and found that she had changed into a new outfit, which was obviously much looser than what she usually wore. Looking down, she recognized that it was her brother Gu's old clothes, and she was even more embarrassed.

With a squeak.

The door opened, and Chen Ming walked in. Seeing that she was awake, he said happily, "You're awake?"

Jiang Wushuang covered her face, turned her back, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

Chen Ming knew she was shy, so he said frankly, "Don't worry, I blindfolded you when I changed your clothes."

"Stop talking—"

Jiang Wushuang's tone was one of embarrassment and urgency.

For a martial artist who has cultivated "intention," whether their eyes are open or closed makes no difference. In fact, closing their eyes signifies that they are caressing her with "intention"...

Chen Ming was somewhat exasperated; women were such a hassle. Was it really worth making such a fuss over something so trivial?
He would rather she were still the same Jiang Xiandi as before, so that he could get treatment and avoid all this trouble.

He said, "Eat something first. You're badly injured, and there's residual Qi left by the enemy in your body. I can't help you with that. I'm afraid we'll need to find a trustworthy first-rank healer to help you neutralize it. Can you find someone trustworthy to treat you in Xiazhou City?"

Jiang Wushuang remained with her back to him, burying her head in the sand like an ostrich, facing the wall. But at least she finally showed some reaction.

She shook her head.

Chen Ming said, "Then I'll take you home to find your father."

After a while, Jiang Wushuang said in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, "No, as soon as we leave Xiazhou City, that person will track us down and kill us."

"Otherwise, you can write a letter of divorce and send it to your Money Gang so that Chief Xia can come and rescue you."

"..."

Jiang Wushuang's body stiffened visibly, and she stammered, "You...you all..."

Chen Ming said, "I guessed it."

Last night, when he discovered that Jiang Wushuang was a woman, he guessed that she was Xia Mudan.

Once I figured this out, many of my previous doubts were easily resolved.

Chen Ming had always been curious as to why Jiang Wushuang would risk going to the Money Gang to rescue him. He had considered many possibilities, but none of them seemed to make sense.

Now it finally makes sense.

Jiang Wushuang is Xia Mudan. She and her father, Xia Shaowen, set up this scheme so that her alias would marry her.

What she said before, that her mother wanted to send her to the palace, may not be true. That's all just her side of the story.

Everything was going smoothly until he suddenly appeared out of nowhere. He defeated her in the arena, and the course of events completely changed.

Then, Xia Shaowen took advantage of the situation and forced him to perform the wedding ceremony with her.

She changed into Jiang Wushuang's disguise and kidnapped him before he entered the bridal chamber. She even followed him all the way to Xiazhou City.

No wonder she begged him not to deny that their marriage was a sham.

To be honest, when Chen Ming figured all this out last night, he was a little angry, feeling like he had been set up.

But then I thought about it again, and realized that I had ruined her big plans, so it was good enough that she hadn't retaliated.

Ultimately, he brought this upon himself. If he hadn't stepped onto the stage for the martial arts contest to choose a husband, none of this would have happened.

Chen Ming never expected that just to gain some experience points would lead to such a big problem.

He said, "Let's not talk about that now, your injury is more important. You should write a letter and have someone send it to your father."

After a while, Jiang Wushuang, who had just experienced a near-death experience, also known as Xia Mudan, said softly, "No, Father is probably trying to break through to the Divine Treasure Realm right now and cannot be disturbed in any way." Chen Ming thought it made sense. Xia Shaowen was at the peak of the First Rank and was also the master of the secret realm. He would definitely enter the secret realm together to seek the opportunity to open the Divine Treasure.

He said, "And what about your mother?"

"After Mother and Father had a big fight, Father locked her up..."

"So, what you said before, that your mother wanted to send you to the palace, is that true?"

"Yes. Moreover, Mother has already sent my birth date and time to the palace. I'm afraid the imperial decree summoning me to the palace is already on its way. Otherwise, Father wouldn't be so angry and lock Mother up. He wouldn't be in such a hurry to marry me off, nor would he be in such a rush to break through to the Divine Treasure Realm."

"...You lied to me before, saying that the emperor didn't know your mother was going to send you to the palace. Were you afraid I would tell others that our marriage was fake?" Chen Ming felt his scalp tingle.

"I'm sorry, Brother Gu..."

Xia Mudan suddenly threw off the blanket. The movement was a bit too hasty, which aggravated her injuries. Suddenly, her face turned pale, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

Chen Ming stepped forward, grasped her wrist, and took her pulse. He felt that the alien energy within her body had become active again, wreaking havoc on her meridians.

Xia Mudan reached out and grabbed his collar, her face as pale as paper, her eyes pleading, "Gu... Brother... I shouldn't have lied to you... Please... forgive me..."

"Stop talking."

Chen Ming frowned, placed his hand on her back, and channeled his inner energy into her, trying to help her suppress the strange energy.

To everyone's surprise, as soon as he entered his Qi, it was pulverized by that strange energy.

"What a domineering power!"

Xia Mudan grew increasingly weak. "It's no use... that's the sword intent of a peerless divine weapon..."

After saying that, she fainted again.

"A peerless divine weapon?"

Chen Ming looked at the "Dragon Abyss Sword" by the bedside. No wonder it had become dull and lifeless yesterday. It must have encountered an opponent. It must have been greatly exhausted in yesterday's battle.

When wielding equally powerful divine weapons, the battle of wits comes down to the strength of the wielders.

It was obvious that Xia Mudan was far weaker than her opponent; not only was her divine weapon damaged, but she herself was also seriously injured.

Chen Ming sighed as he looked at her suffering. "It all depends on your luck."

He took the "Singing Phoenix Sword".

After absorbing the golden flame and the primordial spirit of the Undying Demon Lord, this peerless divine weapon underwent a transformation. It's hard to say whether it regained its former power, but it certainly gained some unique functions.

It devoured Gu Xianyu's soul before, and thus gained his memories.

Now, he wanted to try to see if he could use it to suppress the sword intent within Xia Mudan's body.

He drew his sword, and in a flash, he unleashed the sword intent of the Mingfeng Sword, which entered her body, using her body as the battlefield.

After a short while, he finally managed to suppress the sword intent within her body.

Xia Mudan's injuries have also stabilized.

"It really works!"

Chen Ming was overjoyed. Although he couldn't completely eliminate the sword intent within her body—that would unleash its ferocity and cause it to erupt recklessly, tearing her to shreds.

But thankfully, they managed to stabilize her condition and prevent her injury from worsening.

He still asked Xiaohe to call over Jiang Wushuang's maids and have them take care of her. After giving them a few instructions, he left.

……

Chen Ming arrived at the prison behind the Six Doors government office, bringing five of his men with him, and prepared to inspect the cells.

The prison has two levels. The first level holds martial artists of the fourth rank and below.

The second level imprisons powerful individuals of the third rank or above.

Among them, there were seven prisoners with the cultivation level of Rank 3. Three of them were sentenced to immediate execution and would be beheaded soon. The other four had committed less serious crimes and would most likely spend more than ten years in prison.

When Chen Ming was on the first floor, he just pretended to walk around.

Once you get to the second floor, they will ask each prisoner for their name, information, and the crime they committed.

In addition to these seven third-rank officials, there are three second-rank officials and two first-rank officials.

Chen Ming entered the interrogation room, looked around, and ordered, "Bring this He Fengyuan here. I want to interrogate him."

The men who came with him all had expressions of no surprise on their faces. Without saying much, they went to take the prisoner.

Lei Chun, being more straightforward, immediately asked, "Sir, do you intend to extract the martial arts skills from this prisoner through interrogation? I advise you not to waste your time."

Chen Ming asked with a smile, "Why?"

Lei Chun said, "These people are all tough nut to crack. Not to mention they won't easily hand over their techniques, even if they did memorize them, would you really dare to practice them, sir? What if they make some modifications at crucial points? Practicing them could very well lead to qi deviation."

When Chen Ming heard her say that, he knew that she must have seen others do the same thing and end up with nothing.

He didn't explain, and after a while, the prisoner was brought over.

He dismissed his men and faced the third-rank criminal alone, a smile of excitement on his face. "Fight me, and if you win, you'll get good wine and food."

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